Color of Life: Old Delhi

Not every experience appears in my mind as a collage-book, some does and for some I become the part of that story that can only be narrated in a book.

As I walked the old city of Delhi it was life at its infinite wondrous variation. Each nook and each corner are at its unique existence, yet no one would exist in its glorious beauty without the rest. A story of one linked to another and none losing its identity.

It is a spectacle of color, fragrance, sound and above all the depth of life. Nothing is orchestrated, yet all are sung from the invisible strings of a great tune. I get pulled and submerged into its comforting depth.

This is a book that symbolizes the unfolding, folding and linkage of life. A life that is vibrant without the pretense of ornamentation.

Book from this project: Book: Unfolding: Color of Life